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All bow down to the gambling king Shake your hips to that melodic swing I'm just a puppet on a string A caged bird who cannot sing I'm Dolly Dove, a symbol of peace A beautiful girl, a real hot piece But nothing is truly as it seems I'm an empty shell of broken dreams I want to save someone close to me From an awful, deadly fate So now I'm the perfect girl Sexy, demure, straight With his eyes on my body And the dice in his hand King Dice is truly The gamest in the land But no one really knows what happens after hours This isn't love It's evil power All bow down to the gambling king Shake your hips to that melodic swing I'

Ever since she was a little sippy cup, Mug had heard stories about her legendary grandfather. He had died before she was born, but Mug had heard so much about him, she felt as though she really knew him. Her grandfather, so they said, was a man with a strong presence. Even when he was young his back was bent and he looked like an old man. Thus everyone called him Elder Kettle out of respect for his wisdom. Elder Kettle was a traveler. He journeyed across unknown lands, never quite settling in one place. He had seen a lot and knew a lot, and everyone came to him for advice. It was said that on his travels, Elder Kettle had met an old witch